wishing you the best Lyrics

I'll hack up the blood

That fills up your lungs

I already cough

The second I wake up

I know we don't talk too much

If you leave you're still stuck in my songs

I'll swallow the pride

You keep on your sleeve

Next to your heart

And the notes you left me

I can't sleep

In this noose made out of bedsheets

Nobody tells you they love you

If they want you to be that

Hole they fill with dreams

Of their violence closed eyelids

And knuckles white

Against the silver

Dead inside

So young so withered up

I'm picking you up

In my dirty car

The windows aren't clean

But you know the seats are

We don't have to talk

Just pretend that we're not fucked up

Nobody will tell you they love you

If they keep around just to

Pour their sadness out

On your shoulders so worn out

I can try but

I'll still miss you

Dead inside

So young so withered up